Entertainment: My band is all lead singer

"Let me try." Long Zhan, who was standing by, couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to try it too.

"Can you do it?" Wang Shiqing asked in a low voice.

She was more worried because this thing weighed 120 jin and it was easy to get hurt if you weren't careful.

Just now, someone tried to lift it up by force, but not only did he fail to lift it, he also twisted his waist.

"How can a man say he can't do it? Wait and see." Long Zhan's eyes were crossed, and he was determined to take down this 120 jin of mineral water.

He couldn't lose face in front of his girlfriend anyway.

Besides, there were so many tourists and fans at the scene, so he had to show off.

It was just 120 jin, he usually carried Wang Shiqing easily.

Although Wang Shiqing only weighed more than 90 jin.

But in Long Zhan's opinion, it was only an extra 20 jin, so there shouldn't be any problem.

However, he didn't realize that this was not a hug, but a resistance.

"Ah Zhan, be careful, don't twist your waist." Su Ying'er teased.

"Senior, you are totally worrying too much."

Long Zhan said, rubbed his hands, and stood in front of the pole.

Seeing this scene, the tourists around stopped climbing the mountain and prepared to watch the show.

"Well... get up!"

With Long Zhan's action, the pole rose up.

Although he is a musician, he occasionally exercises and exercises a lot.

It's just that he has never carried such heavy goods. Now it's his first attempt. Although it's a bit strenuous, he can still hold on.

"Wow..."

"Bullfrog bullfrog!"

"Ah Zhan, I didn't expect you to be so good."

"Be careful, walk slowly."

"Don't worry, walk slowly."

The tourists watching didn't expect Long Zhan to really be able to carry it, and hold on longer than anyone before.

After walking for about a minute, Long Zhan finally couldn't hold on any longer, and put the pole down from his shoulder, breathing heavily.

"Ha... ha... too tired, it's really heavy."

Long Zhan leaned on the steps, wiping the sweat from his forehead, but when he saw Jiang Yuebai smiling at him, he stood up instantly.

"Xiaobai, don't laugh, if you have the ability, you can do it, this thing is really heavy."

"How does it feel?" Jiang Yuebai asked.

"You will know if you try it, but 10 yuan for a bottle of water is definitely not expensive."

"Hehe."

Seeing that Jiang Yuebai didn't react, Long Zhan directly pulled him to the pole: "Uncle, he wants to try it too."

Jiang Yuebai: "?"

"Hurry up, everyone is waiting." After Long Zhan finished speaking, he immediately walked to the side and laughed.

Wen Xilan and Su Ying'er reacted at this time, knowing that it must be Long Zhan's trick again, and they all laughed.

Others also looked over when they saw this.

Jiang Yuebai saw that he had no choice but to go ahead.

He half-knelt and supported the pole with his shoulders, then stood up, and the whole pole with 120 kilograms of water was lifted up.

The whole process looked very easy, without a single pause.

And looking at the expression on Jiang Yuebai's face, he was still at ease, without any sign of effort.

"Wow, Yuebai can carry it, too."

"It seems very easy. If I hadn't just tried it, I would have suspected that there were empty bottles inside."

"He's walking so fast, faster than an old man. He doesn't look like he's carrying 120 kilograms of goods at all."

"Is he still a human?"

"What a fuss. Didn't Yuebai climb to the top of Mount Emei in five hours before? I'm used to it."

"Yuebai is obviously a martial artist."

"You've climbed all the way here, and you still have so much strength?"

Obviously, everyone was even more surprised that Jiang Yuebai could carry the 120 kilograms of goods.

You say he is just a singer?

Who would believe it!

How can a singer sell a painting for tens of millions?

How can a singer write songs, poems and couplets and be selected into the Writers Association?

How can a singer have the physical fitness comparable to that of a professional athlete, run through Mount Emei quickly, and carry 120 kilograms of things at a brisk pace?

Compared with Long Zhan, Jiang Yuebai is not as strong as him, nor as tall as him, only about 1.8 meters, but he can carry it easily.

In fact, this is all a superficial illusion. If you take off your clothes, you will find that Jiang Yuebai has a strong body.

This is the result of his long-term exercise and practice of Bajiquan.

"Damn, did this kid take stimulants?" Long Zhan looked at Jiang Yuebai in front of him, and his shock was no less than that of others.

It's okay to run fast, but he is also so strong.

"This guy is amazing." The one-armed old man showed an approving look.

"This is the first time I've seen someone carry such a heavy load of water and walk so fast." Another old man also said.

"Awesome!"

Jiang YuebaiPeople carried one load of water, Long Zhan, Zhu Yiming, Yang Xiaoqi and tourists carried another load of water together, but they were still not as fast as Jiang Yuebai.

This attracted many tourists to stop and watch along the way.

"Isn't that Yuebai? Why did you become a porter?"

"Where is it? Let me see."

"Oh, it really is."

"Are you here to experience life?"

Jiang Yuebai carried the water all the way to the end, which is the middle station of Mount Tai, without any rest.

On the other side, Long Zhan and others were exhausted before they worked together to move the water to the place.

"This job is really not for humans," Long Zhan said, and immediately realized that it was wrong, "It's not for ordinary people. Those who can do it are all great people."

"Uncle, how many trips are you today?" Song Qianyun asked.

"This is the second trip, and there will be four or five more trips today." The uncle said while wiping his sweat.

"You will also be tired when you carry it." Long Zhan asked. This kind of work is not easy at all. Although it has been going on for 20 or 30 years, it must be difficult every time.

"Tired, but we are used to it."

"What supports you?"

"It's not strength, but the difficulties of my family. My family is short of money. There is no other way. I have to bear the pressure." The one-armed uncle's answer moved everyone present.

Then the one-armed uncle told everyone about his experience.

Thirty years ago, he lost his left arm in an accident. When everyone thought that the pillar of the family had fallen, he took a shoulder pole and "forced to climb Mount Tai".

When everyone was "holding Mount Tai", they still maintained their admiration for Mount Tai and adhered to their original intentions.

His body was broken, but his spine was upright.

He only had his right arm, but he also supported a family.

The most expensive thing was not the ten-yuan mineral water, but the drops of sweat on each step.

After a short rest, the two uncles prepared to go down the mountain and start their third trip of the day.

Everyone said goodbye to the two uncles and watched them go down the mountain.

Those who give up on themselves cannot be helped, and those who are self-reliant cannot be defeated!

Without a heavy load, how can you work hard?

Father's shoulders will always be the mountain that will never collapse.

Life is not easy, this is the porter of Mount Tai.